My lovely and very talented friend Jill Harbottle has made a beautiful wedding dress from found materials, with the help of a team of elderly people in a day centre. Go and look at it - it's amazing.Strangely I am also in a mermaid phase only less beautifully - wrote this poem while at the London Poetry School summer course with Jane Draycott.Still dog rough but here it goes:

Cry me a river

She was working as a mermaidin a topless bar, down Deptford way.I watched her buoyant breasts break surfacethrough the white stream of her hair.She slipped out of her fish taila pearl abandoning an oystera sailor’s wet dream.

I took her home, suppressed the urgeto run the bath. Felt her real legswrap around me like weedsbelieved she would stay,moored to my delusions.

Today, I’m on the river, taking soundsplumbing the depthscold as a fish on a slab.